Several little ones are looking forward to the end of these days of death and injury soon. Not only the Tianyun Sect, but also the little Grandmaster Peak, they have not seen laughter for a long time.
More than a dozen piles of spiritual poisonous weeds, like a dozen small hills, were piled in front of An Qingli.
There are also multiple poisonous weeds lying quietly in the storage ring, waiting to be disposed of.
An Qingli used the art of controlling objects and skillfully matched the amount of herbs according to the weight requirements on Mu Sheng's jade slip.
Such a huge amount of poisonous weed spiritual plants will produce tens of thousands of poisonous pills, and it is a poisonous pill that An Qingli has never seen before, so after making an estimate in his mind, An Qingli raised his lips and said: "Don't worry, I want to
Soon."
The chaos caused by the demons is not something that happened in the past three or four years. The demons came on the scene as early as when the tree soul incident happened in the Buddhist Kingdom.
In addition, after the Huayan Sect was defeated and the world of cultivation in the Central Plains was in chaos, the demons took the opportunity to rob the human race and gradually brought disaster to the entire world of cultivation. Then five or six years ago, the demons went crazy and robbed the human alchemists.
In fact, today's chaos has long been doomed.
Over and over, for more than twenty years, as the leader of the Tianyun Sect, Qiu Xuanjing could not have been unprepared.
It's just that the poison of the demons is really powerful, and most of the restraining antidotes are found in the demon realm, so Tianyun Sect has its hands tied.
However, with Mu Sheng here and the unexpected addition of An Qingli, a lot of casualties were reduced.
As for counterattack, that's for sure.
The demons develop elixirs to deal with the humans, and the humans are concentrating on developing elixirs to deal with the demons.
Moreover, according to Qiu Xuanjing's behavior, he should not fight back. If he fights back, the demons will scream and fight. Maybe they will go straight to Huanglong.
Although the demons cause trouble sporadically, their home base remains in the bitter cold land of the west.
If An Qingli were Qiu Xuanjing, he would stage a desperate counterattack to capture the thief first and capture the king when the time comes.
The prepared herbs were quickly put into storage bags one after another.
Chu Yaohe, the master of the Spiritual Medicine Peak, issued a secret order. All seventh-grade elders and above in the peak immediately stopped all matters they were doing and gathered in the meeting hall.
The meeting hall was closed, but people outside didn't know what was being discussed inside.
Mu Sheng, who was described as slovenly and with a beard, appeared in front of the elders.
The elders were so frightened that they almost didn't recognize the person at first sight.
It wasn't until Mu Sheng spoke out that the elders dared to be completely sure that the person in front of them was Mu Sheng, who loved stinking beauty.
"To make a long story short, everyone." Chu Yaohe said, "The sect ordered us to refine a large amount of elixir at Spiritual Medicine Peak. As for what it is, everyone may know it. Then, the master will teach you.
Everyone is refining it, and everyone must learn it carefully."
"Did the Grand Master teach him personally?" One elder's voice trembled with excitement. It was a God-given opportunity and such a great honor.
Mu Sheng, who had a beard on his face, ignored everyone, took out the spiritual plants that An Qingli had prepared, and began to make elixirs in public.
Although it was described as sloppy, everyone present was attentive and watched intently.
Mu Sheng, who was refining the elixir, had a rhythm that was close to the way of heaven when he changed his finger formulas.
In the past, only Chu Yaohe and An Qingli were lucky enough to observe it.
However, due to special circumstances, the sect needed to refine a large amount of high-level poison pills in a short period of time, so this good thing happened to other high-level elders in the peak.
A great blessing.
There was an eighth-level elder who watched Mu Sheng refining elixirs intently, and gradually became calm in his own understanding of the elixir path. No one else dared to disturb him in the slightest.
When Mu Sheng finished teaching this time, the elder still didn't wake up.
With a smile on his face, Chu Yaohe set up a transparent isolation barrier around him, and distributed the poison-refining pill tips that An Qingli had recorded in advance to the others one by one.
The poison pill's experience was summarized in detail by An Qingli, Mu Sheng's dictation, and his own refinements several times.
Those elders are at least seventh-grade alchemy masters, so they naturally have their own insights based on the poisonous elixir.
"Thank you, Grandmaster, for the gift!"
The elders grasped what they had learned, bowed gratefully, and saluted Mu Sheng excitedly.
Although Mu Sheng was more slovenly than ever at this time, from the moment he entered the room and started refining the elixir, he was indescribably handsome.
I would like to ask which alchemist in Bianlan Realm can resist the charm of a super ninth-grade alchemy master.
At this moment, in their eyes, Mu Sheng was extremely handsome, and his kindness and wisdom were nothing compared to the stubble on Mu Sheng's face.
"Practice well."
Mu Sheng made a hoarse sound, his eyes still bloodshot as he hadn't slept for several days.
However, Mu Sheng was also sighing in his heart. If he could really refine the Ascension Pill in the future and fly to the upper world to continue to refine the immortal elixir, then the burden of the elixir peak in the future would have to be borne by these little old men in front of him.
However, these little old men are not very capable. None of them can be counted on, and they are completely inferior to his apprentices.
Precisely matched herbs were placed in front of these little old men again, and they were quite surprised.
No wonder the Grandmaster was in such a mess. It turned out that he didn't want to waste high-level spiritual plants, and for the sake of the rate and quality of the elixirs, he went to great lengths to personally mix the ingredients of the herbs for them.
Someone else bowed gratefully to Mu Sheng, secretly praising the Grandmaster for caring about the common people, for his hard work and merit, but for being selfless.
This sudden bow made Mu Sheng look puzzled. He accidentally touched his chin that hurt him. He didn't realize what was going on for a moment, so he took out a bronze mirror that he hadn't touched for a long time and looked at the rugged man in the mirror.
I was so scared that I threw the mirror out.
Previously, when Mu Sheng was too invested in developing elixirs, An Qingli would remind him to take a good bath to relax and tidy up himself.
However, this time Mu Sheng hurriedly came to the Spiritual Medicine Peak to teach alchemy. On the way there, he was concentrating on how to match the detoxifying herbs, and apparently forgot about important matters such as bathing, shaving, and wearing Chinese clothes.
"Evildoer."
Mu Sheng regretted it endlessly, thinking that his slovenly appearance had been noticed by people who were interested in him. He had worked so hard to climb to the third place in the beauty list, and he was afraid that he would fall down.
However, the pressure in the sect was low, and the four peaks of the alchemy weapon array were busy spinning around. Ten people came out of Wanfa Peak, and two or three people returned, and most of them were carried back half-dead.
So except for a handful of people like Mu Sheng, no one else pays attention to the joke-like list of handsome men and beautiful women. Some people even forget that the list exists.
The list seems to have been fixed. There has been no movement for several months. Mu Sheng is still in the third position, and An Qingli is still in the third position.
A lifeless list is not a good thing at all. Mu Sheng sighed to An Qingli, saying that he missed the days when the rankings were low but the competition was fierce.
An Qingli also missed it, but suddenly a message came over from the seriously affected wooden house she was responsible for, saying that someone was making trouble.